Just a Word...

Do you ever wonder what things your children will remember you for and what they will say about you when you are no longer around.  Personally, I hope that mine will continue to tell the same stories about me then, that they tell now.  I am often the subject of their humor and that is okay with me as it fills our days with laughter and love.

Superson got married this past weekend.  It was a truly beautiful day in every aspect.  His new bride sent me a note a few weeks before the wedding that I will always treasure.  I don’t remember how much I have said about her in the past.  She is a hair stylist so for future reference we will just call her “Dippity Do”.  That will be significant to people of my generation!

Of course, every woman knows that the one person who knows more about you than anyone else is your hair stylist.  I do not know why these people are not required to have degrees in counseling as well as cosmetology licensure.  It would seem logical based on all that they listen to and often the advice that they give.

At any rate, “Dippity Do” mentions in her note that she often hears women complain about their mother in law.  I admit, I often complained about mine, but I also complained about my own mother.  She went on to thank me for being so special to her and Superson and that she was grateful for the special relationship she has with me as well as our entire family. 

There was more in the note, and as I said, I found it very touching.  It made me think of the spouses and significant others of my other children and I wondered what they think.  More than that, it made me think of myself, how I felt about the “mothers” in my life and again, what kind of “mother” do I want to be to the families of my children.  Let’s just say that two weeks later I am still pondering.

I guess my advice to all for today is to never forget about how you treat the people in your life, not just your own but also the children of others.  For opinionated people like me, it is not always easy to step back, but it is worth the effort.  Thank you “Dippity Do” for your beautiful words.  I could not hope for more for my son, and I pray that you have many happy years together.  You have my blessing and permission to join in on all of the story telling about me, and I look forward to hearing the stories of you!